Long time readers of my blog (from the not-anywhere-on-the-web archives time) will know that I made it a point to not talk about my emotions very often on the blog. I'd talk about my plans of moving, my lesson planning, boring stuffs like that. Occasionally I'd rant about something.
I'm about to rant but good.
I am grounded.
Bad enough that I get told "Oh, don't go out at night, it's dangerous" without any definition of when "night" is, because it gets dark here at 4:30. Bad enough that whenever I go someplace I have to tell people where I'm going and when I'm going to be back. Bad enough that I get questioned when I'm walking places after dark on campus, to make sure I'm not going out.
Now I've been "asked" not to go to Nanjing tomorrow. (Plans to Shanghai have been postponed.) I've been "asked" not to go anywhere alone anymore.
What the fuck? I'm old enough to make my own choices, thank you very much. I was going to Nantong and Nanjing by myself before. I don't know what the hell changed, but it's really pissing me off.
Anyway, they've gotten my Chinese teacher approved. I haven't met her yet, but at least now I can safely seek her out without worrying about offending someone else.
Eh, I'm in too bad a mood to talk about the good things that have happened.